I don't get you. I wish I did, but I have lots of things I have to do besides wasting my time on this repeated maze that in a way's starting to get convenient anyway. So yeah, I don't care that I don't get it and I doubt I ever will.
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I understand things perfectly now. I am secretly aware of your foolish plans, hidden desires, inner conflicts. Seemingly, I have perfected the art of contrivance, but my fears are not at all assuaged. I may have penetrated the inner lining of your mind, but in my hands is a messy jumble of this and that, a huge junk of useless information that is yet to make sense.
After everything I have extracted, I am back to square one.
911.
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